Star Light, Star Bright (Dorothy Parker Poems)
Star, that gives a gracious dole,What am I to choose?Oh, will it be a shriven soul,Or little buckled shoes?Shall I ...
Star, that gives a gracious dole,What am I to choose?Oh, will it be a shriven soul,Or little buckled shoes?Shall I ...
Daily I listen to wonder and woe,Nightly I hearken to knave or to ace,Telling me stories of lava and snow,Delicate ...
My garden blossoms pink and white,A place of decorous murmuring,Where I am safe from August nightAnd cannot feel the knife ...
Star, that gives a gracious dole, What am I to choose?Oh, will it be a shriven soul, Or little buckled ...
Oh, gallant was the first love, and glittering and fine;The second love was water, in a clear white cup;The third ...
Razors pain you;Rivers are damp;Acids stain you;And drugs cause cramp.Guns aren't lawful;Nooses give;Gas smells awful;You might as well live.(Dorothy Parker)
I never see that prettiest thing-A cherry bough gone white with Spring-But what I think, "How gay 'twould beTo hang ...
When my eyes are weeds, And my lips are petals, spinning Down the wind that has beginning Where the crumpled ...
Dante Gabriel Rossetti Buried all of his libretti, Thought the matter over - then Went and dug them up again. ...
... So, praise the gods, Catullus is away! And let me tend you this advice, my dear: Take any lover ...
In youth, it was a way I had To do my best to please, And change, with every passing lad, ...
Then let them point my every tear, And let them mock and moan; Another week, another year, And I'll be ...
Leave me to my lonely pillow. Go, and take your silly posies Who has vowed to wear the willow Looks ...
Tonight my love is sleeping cold Where none may see and none shall pass. The daisies quicken in the mold, ...
Every love's the love before In a duller dress. That's the measure of my lore- Here's my bitterness: Would I ...
They say He was a serious child, And quiet in His ways; They say the gentlest lady smiled To hear ...
Death's the lover that I'd be taking; Wild and fickle and fierce is he. Small's his care if my heart ...
I'm wearied of wearying love, my friend, Of worry and strain and doubt; Before we begin, let us view the ...
Oh, both my shoes are shiny new, And pristine is my hat; My dress is 1922.... My life is all ...
My answers are inadequate To those demanding day and date And ever set a tiny shock Through strangers asking what's ...
If I had a shiny gun, I could have a world of fun Speeding bullets through the brains Of the ...
Daily dawns another day; I must up, to make my way. Though I dress and drink and eat, Move my ...
They say of me, and so they should, It's doubtful if I come to good. I see acquaintances and friends ...
In the pathway of the sun, In the footsteps of the breeze, Where the world and sky are one, He ...
If wild my breast and sore my pride, I bask in dreams of suicide; If cool my heart and high ...
Should they whisper false of you. Never trouble to deny; Should the words they say be true, Weep and storm ...
There still are kindly things for me to know, Who am afraid to dream, afraid to feel- This little chair ...
Oh, I'd been better dying, Oh, I was slow and sad; A fool I was, a-crying About a cruel lad! ...
By the time you swear you're his, Shivering and sighing, And he vows his passion is Infinite, undying - Lady, ...
In May my heart was breaking- Oh, wide the wound, and deep! And bitter it beat at waking, And sore ...
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